Speculative Strolls

A great long week of work in my perch. My little window seat in the corner. A little Orchardian office. The full week in the city, unbroken by any shooting excursions to the northern country (Boston).

Rambling on here. Just wintering it out. Stretching through January. Work so thick that it embalms. Until the dear returns home and the scrabble board gets broken out and the dumplings expertly sizzled.

Shoot a lil’ personal work, do a lil’ blogging. Not much personal shooting recently. Good for now. One day. Ramblerambleramble.